The sun glistens
And the ice on the trees shine
While the church bells send a haunting chime
Lost in the glory of the apmasphere
She wraps her arms tighter around herself sensing he was near
She knows the end is ineviable
And unquestionable
These are the risk you take as a spy
You know, being the bad guy
She slips behind the building hoping for a moment of reflection
Believing in reincarnation
Another day and another time we will be reunited
Our love song rewritten
The gunefire echos off the wall of the building
Feeling the sharp pain piercing
Never lettings go of the one piece of hope for another tomorrow

2014 will be my year.
It is my year.
The year I learned
sometimes we cry because we are
so
*******
happy.
The year I learned there was
love for me,
all around the world,
before my feet have touched European soil.

In 2014, I learned to start doing things for myself.
And I learned that when you are nothing but authentic,
it draws more people to you.
I learned to embrace my
honesty,
my sensitivity.
2014 was the year I learned that
what is popular
is not ineviable truth.
And if you choose to be one of the few people left who still has
***** to give,
people are drawn to that too.

I learned that
many of the reasons that people love me,
are the same reasons I love people.
In 2014 I made beautiful, important,
imperfect decisions.
I want this to be a year I'll look back on with pride,
knowing,
not that I found myself,
but, more so, that I was
never missing.